“In the suburbs, I
I learned to drive
And you told me I’d never survive
Grab your mother’s keys, we’re leaving”
Okay, so I’m a couple days late on this one — but I had to say something. By now “The Suburbs” is already #1 on Hypem, and rightfully so. I’ve been clocking in so much time trying to figure [...]
“I heard you threw your man around | Pick him up just to let him down
It’s a shame baby but i always knew | Just the way you’re gonna do oh”
Back from a road trip to the Great White North with a cloudy mind (Canadian drinking habits to blame) and a hefty plate of work to complete [...]
“Doctor’s leaving for the holiday season | got crystal ice picks, no gift for the gab
and in the parking lot is a sedan he bought | he never, he never complains when it’s hot”
Now that I look at the lyrics, seems to be a coincidence: currently typing away at a paper on Walter Freeman and ice pick [...]
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
“I became a crystal healer and my ministry was to the sick
Creeping vines would send out runners and seek me in their numbers
I sold self-help tapes
Go down to the netherworld, plant grapes”
Not another folk-indie band! Bear with me: I’m sick and can only stomach acoustic music for now. The Mountain Goats (reference to Screamin’ Jay [...]
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
“When they fight, they fight
And when they come home at night they say,
“I love you, baby.”
It’s getting darker and darker much earlier here in Cambridge, which makes this song no less appropriate to post at nearly 8PM. The Generationals make sunny music. I don’t know much about the band, other than that they’re originally from [...]
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Saturday, October 31, 2009
“hey | been trying to meet you
hey | must be a devil | between us
or whores in my head | whores at my door
whores in my bed”
Too soon? “Caribou” popped up a little while ago, but I’m inspired enough to write about “Hey” on this blustery afternoon in Cambridge. What would All Hallows’ Eve be without a song that [...]
